December 1, 2014
I am a person of open mind. I may feel anxious but not frightened by what I do not know or understand. I enjoy in class discussions and participate in conversations. I like to be In a state of always learning and improving.
After an absence from school for almost thirty years I made a choice to finish my Associate's Degree. I knew it would be challenge with family, work, and becoming a full time student. I felt confident, prepared, and organized. I am surprised at how I feel I struggled with this writing class. High school english was not sufficient enough. We did write short stories and essays but not at this level. I look back now and realized the teacher just held our hands and walked us through it.
My first essay was a subject I knew a lot about, me. I had no problems with knowing what to say or how to describe how I felt. I was replaying a moment in my life that was happy, colorful and interesting. I did appreciate the reviews from my peers and sharing mine over their essays, what an insightful way to see examples of their thoughts and words. I have always been a more hands on approach to learning, this was a nice learning tool to use.
My second essay, well disaster is what comes to my mind. I felt completely out of control, confused and lost. Those were hard emotions to deal with, it made me question did I make a wrong decision? I had trouble staying focused. I had a good choice or topic but I know I wasn't following it through, my paragraphs felt empty in sense. My grade was a reflection of how I felt. I had the information I needed, but could not transition it to my paper.
I did make the choice that I have made right decision, this is a learning experience and it will not come easily. This is my first writing class in quite a few years after all. As I did my winter registration I realized I...